This is a repost. But it fits with my sermon for Saturday night, so I thought I'd throw it out there for you:
You tell me... was Paul McCartney a closet fundamentalist?
...or was he at least influenced by Horatio Spafford?
When I find myself in times of trouble, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
And in my hour of darkness she is standing right in front of me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be.
Whisper words of wisdom, let it be.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
And when the broken hearted people living in the world agree,
there will be an answer, let it be.
For though they may be parted there is still a chance that they will see,
there will be an answer. let it be.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blessed assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
Let it be, let it be, .....
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
And when the night is cloudy, there is still a light, that shines on me,
shine until tomorrow, let it be.
I wake up to the sound of music, mother Mary comes to me,
speaking words of wisdom, let it be.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
Let it be, let it be, .....
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
(truth is, for all my hymnologically impaired friends, McCartney's song has more Biblicity than Spaffords. Do you know the passage?)
